Arthur: No, you will never touch her again! You will never even look at a child for the rest of your natural life!
Claire: Stay away from me, Arthur! Don't you dare ruin my makeup or my designer dress!
Arthur: Your dress is going to look great in a mugshot, Claire!
Claire: Security! Where is the estate security?! Remove this lunatic from my presence!
Arthur: The security guards are outside locking the front gates, and the local police department is pulling into the driveway right now!
Claire: You planned this... you set a trap for me!
Arthur: I installed those hallway cameras because I noticed bruises on my daughter's arms last week. You walked right into your own trap!
Maya: Daddy, make her go away! She's scary!
Arthur: She's leaving right now, sweetheart. Daddy is making sure of it.
Arthur didn't hesitate for another second as Claire tried to scurry past him down the final steps of the grand staircase. With a swift, powerful motion, he strode forward across the marble foyer and raised his right hand. A loud slap impact sound cracked sharply through the luxury mansion, echoing off the high vaulted ceilings like a gunshot. A sharp gasp escaped Claire's lips as the sheer force of the blow sent her spinning sideways against the marble pillar beneath the American flag. She staggered backward, clutching her bright red cheek in utter shock and panic as tears of pure humiliation welled up in her eyes. The high-society facade she had worn for years shattered into a million irreparable pieces, leaving only a desperate, cornered criminal in an expensive royal blue dress. Arthur pointed a rigid, accusing finger directly at her face, his voice ringing with absolute finality.
Claire: You... you actually struck me! I will ruin you in the media for this!
Arthur: Get out! Get out of my house before I forget I'm a civilized man and finish what I started!
Claire: Please listen to me, Arthur! We can talk about this! Think of our social standing!
Arthur: Get out! Leave your keys, leave your jewelry, and take nothing except the clothes on your back!
Claire: You can't do this to me! I'm your wife!
Arthur: You were a monster in disguise. The wedding is annulled, the prenuptial is executed, and your freedom is officially revoked.